#A Beginning

[inonibird]

Just going to leave this beautiful song here for absolutely no reason~ <3

[random-xpressions]

Love is all good until when it ends. Then you enter that insane questioning phase - was it even real in the first place? And then comes the sulking and whining phase where you just start grinding things inside your head which is by now so fucked up that it can't think straight. Followed by this is the worst of all phases: the self-blaming stage, wherein you end up taking blame upon yourself which ideally had nothing to do with you at all, where you slowly get reduced to something so small in your own eyes that fills with nothing but misplaced remorse and regret. Oh no, its not ended, the roll a coaster after ride has just begun. Then comes the stage where you step into a really low self esteem, no longer taking any courage to step into any other human relationship, just like a child who once accidentally put his hand into the fire and got burns, now you will run away from the sight of fire. Naïve, not knowing that fire has so many good applications if wisely used. But a child is child afterall, burnt once, fear gripped into the psyche forever. So at this phase basically one just cuts off the entire world. Wears thick skin, builds high walls, just so that one doesn't knowingly or unknowingly fall into another relationship blunder. Oh so you think, that's the end of it? There are worse things waiting. You've been stabbed well that you'll see knife in the hands of someone coming with nothing but flowers in their hands and love in their hearts. You've by now lost complete ability to see who's a true lover and who's fake, you mix up the two, turning purely delusional and almost doubting every good soul that comes to you with a pure heart. So you simply shut the door on their face. As they say, hurt breeds further hurt. Are there worse things to happen, the list is endless. The pain, the anguish, the confusion - they'll slowly kill you inch by inch as long as you allow yourself to sink in them. Step out. Make your mind. Don't let the heart cry any longer over the spilt milk. What's gone is gone...

Random Xpressions

[dangerphd]

documentarian note to self: knit 8" stockinette in stripes, neat selvedge, then knit 40 bindoff 50 knit 40 /turn/ purl 40 caston 50 purl 40, back to striped stockinette for 6-7" then join in the round (pull provisional caston, etc), knit striped stockinette until out of this pink and blue? moss stitch split hem pink front/blue back? dunno.

using gradient and light blue yarns, pickup 3/2 for the sleeves then slooow dec like every 10-12 rounds until it makes sense to stop depending on yarn requirements. if leftovers, add a best hood ever, current preference for full sleeves over short sleeves and a hood.

[princeoftrashy]

A Beginning

This is where it begins.

Screaming, twisting, 

Writhing in the dirt,

Covered in my own blood,

Begging for my life as I'm held down,

Praying to my gods that they save me

That they stop this,

But no one can hear my screaming

This deep in the woods,

And here I came willingly

To be killed by someone I once called a friend.

Yes,

This is where it begins

Having my face crushed in,

And every part of me broken,

Losing what dignity I had left,

The only thing I had left,

And it hurts, doesn’t it?

No, not the pain, 

Not the wounds,

Not your face being desecrated.

No,

It’s the fact that you could be so stupid.

To think

Anyone would ever love you.

Idiot.

[communiques-from-the-cornfield]

I found a message on the edge of the cornfield last night.

Scratched into the dirt:

"Watch your step."

Literally? Figuratively? Was it a threat?

I dragged my boot through the words, scraping the soil clean.

It's probably a coincidence that I missed a step on the way out this morning, spilling my coffee across the half frozen driveway.

But maybe not.

There's still dirt on my boots.

[confessiongirl]

A Start...

I've had so much on my chest of late. Things that bubble to the surface all the time. Thing's I just want to say out of anger or spite. Some things I know aren't mine to share... Some of these things really should be said.

I've created this blog as a release for myself. A way to share these things with the world. I need to get these confessions off my chest. In this way I free them from my hands. I'm not posting these truths so that related parties will find them... I'm not posting these truths to start drama or cause anyone pain... I simply need to free these thoughts from my mind and release them into the world.

[suzypfonne]

Before January 2025:

If you are a USAmerican in a relationship that might be affected by legislation that dissolves same-sex marriages, who may no longer be recognized as next-of-kin, especially if you have children, get your rights in writing!

Your marriage certificate may not be enough to prove you have rights to make medical decisions for non-biological children or for a same-sex spouse or partner.

Go to a lawyer, get it spelled out as clearly as possible that you have a voice in emergency medical and legal situations.

[fox-bright]

I am never going to be able to leave Reddit.

[chthonic-kids]

this person gets it

[selfhealingmoments]

[official-lucifers-child]

still thinking about the brainrot that fast fashion has caused in people, like i made this pair of pants that are black and white with a cool flowery design, and an acquaintance saw them and said "wow i'd pay like 20 dollars for you to make me a pair" and i could barely think with how utterly horrified i was at that; i told them that 20 dollars wouldn't even cover the materials, let alone the hours of work that went into cutting, sewing, ironing, hemming, altering, etc. they just had this look on their face when i told them that, when i said i wouldn't make them a pair for even 100 dollars because that was still way too low of an amount, a look that said "you're crazy for thinking that those cost 100 dollars" and maybe i am crazy but holy shit, 20 dollars for a pair of handmade, durable, lined pants fitted specifically to your measurements? 20 dollars for upwards of 60 hours of work? 20 dollars for several yards of high-quality fabric, thread, and buttons? 20 dollars???

[whats-this-mustelid]

I just think that 'animals are living intelligent creatures that have feelings and deserve to be respected' and 'when done properly farming is beneficial to both people and animals and there's nothing wrong with raising and killing animals for food, clothing, and other products' are concepts that very much can and should coexist

[heritageposts]

Translation: What a shitshow. This years Eurovision has gone to hell. And it's first and foremost the EBU's fault.

Also, excerpt from the same article:

Throughout the course of the Eurovision Song Contest, the EBU has acted as if they live in a parallel universe. Eurovision is one thing, the world outside something else. The EBU has stuck its head in the sand. Shoved the problem under the rug. Held their hands over their ears and shouted LALALALALA. They appear to have done everything they can to pretend it's possible to hold an apolitical event in a world that's on fire. We have come together to be "united by music", they say, but the sharpshooters on Malmö's rooftops have nothing to do with us! In its struggle to remain apolitical, the EBU has become like a small fascist state in itself, where the artists' space for expression and action has been reduced as much as the undergarments of the Spanish dancers. It is reprehensible.

Reminder again to BOYCOTT EUROVISION 🇵🇸

Don't watch, don't vote.

[eldritchgriffin]

I can't believe the canon reason Shadow showed up to Sonic's birthday is that he was bribed with a spaceship

[froggymagician]